Chapter Two
Jason
That howlin’ wind sounded awful nice outside while I was sweatin’ my ass off underneath this damn car. I didn’t understand why it was so hard for women to just get their brakes changed when they needed to. So, not only was I changin’ this woman’s brakes, but I was also havin’ to fix some grindin’ issues that happened because she’d waited too long.
“Why don’t people take care of their cars?” I asked Mike.
“Because they’re too busy plugging their own holes to worry about their car’s,” he said.
“I just don’t get it. Such bullshit. If we tell ya to get your brakes changed, stay the extra forty-five and get them changed. The fuck’s wrong with that?”
I’d moved into town not too long ago and was staying at the extended stay hotel a couple blocks up. I was lucky to score this job my first day in town, and it was completely by accident. I’d actually come into the shop to see about a noise my car was makin’, and when I described to the man up front what was goin’ on, I’d apparently attracted the attention of the owner. He asked me if I was in town for long. I told him I just moved, and he asked if I was lookin’ for a job.
Of course, I was lyin’ a little bit. I hadn’t just moved into town. I was just sort of passing through on my way to...well, somewhere. My daughter and I were driving through, and she kept squealing at all the colors on the trees. I bunked us in a hotel just so she could jump around in them. It warmed my heart, watchin’ her cute little curly pigtails bounce around while she stomped on the crunchy leaves. The town didn’t smell half-bad either. Must be apple-pickin’ country because it smelled like a crock pot of cider every time I stepped outside.
Now, I was fixin’ women’s minivans they didn’t wanna take care of while chattin’ it up with my buddy, Mike. He seemed cool enough and was easygoing around my daughter, so I figured it couldn’t hurt to have a friend in this small, little town. He was the kind of guy who had no issues makin’ sure you knew how big his dick was at any given moment, and he was the guy who preferred the minivans because he wanted to talk to all the soccer moms that belonged with those minivans.
“Remember that red Dodge Grand Caravan last week?” Mike asked.
“What about it? Owner do something to the engine again?” I asked.
“Nope. Took that bitch out on a date last night.”
“No shit! How’d it go?” I asked.
“Traced all those stretch marks with my tongue. Woman hadn’t been properly laid by that husband of hers in years. That pussy was so tight, I almost didn’t think I was gonna get in.”
“Did she have those saggy after-baby tits?” I asked.
“Nah. She had them done. And they were nice, too. Molded around my dick just fine.”
“I bet you kept pokin’ her in the nose with that ‘conda ya flash over there,’” I said.
“More like the back of her throat,” Mike said, grinning.
“Well, you guys just did all the damn things, didn’t ya?” I asked.
“She stumbled in around eleven, and I didn’t let those thighs go until at least three.”
“God, it’s been way too long for me, honestly,” I said.
“Well, you got a good excuse. You gotta do the dad thing. That shit’s important.”
“My daughter’s gotta be taken care of. Gettin’ my rocks off is fine, but not at the expense of her. She’s my world, and she deserves better than that from me,” I said.
“Not gonna lie, though. Couldn’t imagine gettin’ a babysitter just so I could go get some,” Mike said.
“You know what I can’t imagine? How married couples do it. I like it when a woman screams ‘til she’s hoarse. Can’t do that with kids in the house.”
“You could put a pillow over her face,” he said.
“Or take it to the basement.”
“What if you ain’t got a basement?” Mike asked.
“There’s always the car. Kids can’t hear you screamin’ in a car, right?”
“Your neighbors will. Mine are nosy as hell.”
We had a good laugh at the expense of the images flashing through our minds. Mike was a playboy; that was no doubt. Mike was originally from the south, but he moved up here to get away from all the gossipin’ and shit they do down there. Which is funny, since they apparently do that up here, too. He used fixin’ women’s cars to get laid on the weekends, and every time he came into work, he had a different story with a different escapade to go with it. And it was almost always some woman he met while he was fixin’ the issues with her car.
It wasn’t always the moms, but around here, they seemed like easy targets. That was the thing about Jenna’s mom. There was nothing about her that had been easy. She played hard to get, and it ground my gears into the mud. That woman waited out every advance I had until I was practically on my knees on her porch beggin’ for a taste. But oh, how sweet she had been. She was the forbidden fruit, and I was willing and ready to bite into her whenever the situation allowed me to. She had this zest for travel, always wantin’ to go somewhere and do somethin’.
When she got pregnant, it only heightened. She wanted to go and see everything before having our daughter stuck us somewhere, but eventually, she found out that travelin’ around the country wasn’t so hard with a kid. She found plenty of families doing it in RVs and such, and that’s how she wanted to raise her kid. She wanted to show her the world and open her mind. She wanted to raise a loving daughter who met all sorts of people and never judged anyone, no matter what they looked like or how they talked.
Damn, that woman was hard to beat. Always had the upper hand and always had me eatin’ out of the one that wasn’t bein’ held to the sky.
Had she lived long enough to see Jenna, she would’ve fallen in love with her the way I had.
“Jason,” Mike said. “Jason, you there?”
“Huh? Yeah. Just over these damn brakes.”
“Obviously. You got fluid leaking all over your face, and you ain’t movin’.”
I wiped my face while Mike threw his head back in laughter. I grabbed my rag from my pocket and tried to get it off, but that’s when the owner dipped down and asked me how much longer it was gonna be. Said the woman who owned it was getting restless because her kids were tearing up the front of his shop.
“Gimme ten minutes, and I’m done,” I said.
“I bet that woman could use a good dicking,” Mike said.
“Maybe it’ll loosen her up a bit,” I said with a grin.
“This thick piece of meat would.”
I got the woman’s car up and running, and soon I was backing it out into a parking space. I had one more car to go before I was done for the day, and I was anxious to get my little girl from daycare. The full-time job allowed me to put her in daycare while I was working, but after I picked her up, it wasn’t leaving me a lot of time to look for a place somewhere. We couldn’t stay in that hotel forever, and we were comin’ up on our third week in that place.
It wasn’t bad or anything, but Jenna needed a home, a real home she could grow up in. A hotel just didn’t cut that shit.
“Honestly, though?” Mike asked. “I wouldn’t worry about getting yourself some right now. We joke, and it’s fun and shit, but you gotta do the dad thing. I’ve seen the way that girl looks at you, and it’s the only time I’ve ever thought about being a dad myself.”
“Don’t go gettin’ one of these moms pregnant now,” I said.
“Not on your life. I’m just saying you got shit to do before you think about that. Speaking of, you found a place yet?”
“Nah. I was hoping to get out of here after those brakes and look around before I got Jenna from daycare, but I got another car comin’ in already.”
“Well, good! Because I got a question for you,” he said.
“What?” I asked.
“I wanna know about your last sexual exploit because I wanna know who’s better in bed.”
“Oh, now that isn’t a competition. Back where I come from, they called me Max.”
“Why?” Mike asked.
“Because I was ‘maximum’ in bed,” I said.
“Dude. That’s terrible. You serious?”
“As a heart attack. I had women begging me to let them up to my room. I’d sneak them past my parents before I’d put my hand over their mouth to keep them from screamin’ out. By the time I was done, they’d be shakin’ and their eyes would be glazed over. Hell, I had one woman slobberin’ down the side of her face,” I said.
“Sounds like you drugged them rather than laid them.” Mike grinned.
“That’s ‘cause you don’t know ‘bout ol’ Maximum’s good dickings,” I said.
“And I won’t know about them. Ever. This butthole’s off-limits.”
“Bow down to your king, peasant!”
“Peasant?” Mike asked. “I’ll have you know, I’ve got quite the reputation with these women around town.”
“Yeah, the moms,” I said.
“Hey, moms need a little bit of loving, too. Their old men husbands can’t keep up with their hot ass sex drives. Plus, when some of these moms feel loved and wanted, they get new tits, and I get to break them in.”
“They aren’t squeaky toys, Mike. They’re tits,” I said.
“And they’re top of the line,” he said.
I couldn’t stop chuckling at Mike. He was insane but the kind of insane I liked. He wasn’t ashamed of his sex life or his drive, and he took what he wanted when he saw something he liked. I watched him chat up the Plain Jane mother who owned the car he was working on, and I knew by the time he was done that he would be set up for the next weekend. She’d probably hike her tits up for him and wear some body shaper to make herself fit into the last black dress she bought. Then, Mike would tear it all off and ream her into his mattress.
I’d get to hear all about it next week.
While part of me was jealous of the pussy Mike was getting, I had bigger fish to fry. I needed a place to stay, and I needed to stabilize Jenna’s life before I could even think about fulfilling those types of needs. Finding a babysitter required building trust with someone around town. After all, no woman’s body was worth putting my daughter into the hands of someone I didn’t trust with her life.
And to be honest, I’d never trusted anyone with that but myself.
I needed to get out. I needed to make friends with people around here and their kids, so I could socialize and expose Jenna to all the things her mother wanted her to be a part of. I wanted to raise her as close to her wishes as I could.
But part of me just wished she was here to do it herself.
“Jason!”
“Yeah?”
“You can go home after this one!” my boss yelled.
And I figured if I could hurry with the oil change, I’d have a chance to still drop into a couple places before I had to go get Jenna.